It Was You novel Chapter 712

There was a strange dead silence in the air. In the cold basement, the air seemed to be frozen into ice one point one, which made people feel cold on their backs.

In the cold darkness, a small sound suddenly sounded. It was a very weak sound of leather shoes rubbing the ground. If one didn't listen carefully, he couldn't hear it at all.

The man had good ears. An imperceptible coldness and cruelty flashed through his slightly narrowed eyes, and his chest was heaving violently.

"Mr. Hogan, the trap in the Dragon City has been set up, and Martin has set out to the Dragon City in person as planned. The Zhou clan is also investigating the clues. Do we need to carry out the next step?" Standing behind the sofa, Barnes lowered his head and said in a slightly low and hoarse voice.

Hearing this, the man pinched the glass with his fair finger, and the wine glass between his fingers broke into pieces. The broken glass pieces pierced into the flesh. The fresh red blood was in sharp contrast to the white skin, which was somewhat frightening but inexplicable tempting.

The man slowly raised his hand, stretched out his long tongue and gently licked the blood on the wound. Suddenly, a strong smell of blood filled his mouth. The familiar smell of blood, along with the blood, spread to his limbs and bones. The man's purple black eyes suddenly were filled with overwhelming cold killing intent.

The man's voice was extremely cold, "No, we don't have to."

Barnes slightly raised his eyebrows, which seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost. His dark eyes under the glasses stared at the man for a moment, "Yes, Mr. Hogan."

After saying that, Barnes left quietly, as if he had never been here.

In the darkness, the man snorted. His deep eyes flashed for a moment, but soon returned to dead silence.

"Honey, I've been looking for you for 21 years. You're mine... No one can take you away from me! "

In the Yan Garden.

After washing up, Cassandra called Martin to make sure that Martin was safe. After that, she habitually opened the microblog.

As soon as she opened the micro-blog, her face suddenly darkened.

On the top search list of microblog, there was a piece of shocking news -- Lance was dead and the police had been involved in the investigation.

According to the official announcement, Lance died in his own home. Because there was no monitoring in his home, the police could only deduce the estimated time of death from the corpse examination. Moreover, according to the surveillance equipment of the community, the incident happened late, and no strangers entered the community or Lance's home, so the possibility of homicide was temporarily excluded.

This was indeed a serious criminal case, but for some reason, after Lance's death, all the major media scrambled to report it. Now the whole case had been spread everywhere, and the conclusion of conspiracy and murder was gradually revealed. The police carried great pressure and promised to solve the case as soon as possible.

Cassandra looked through the relevant news roughly. According to the official news, Lance seemed to have died of a sudden disease or suicide, because there was no other evidence to prove that he was murdered.

Cassandra had a close look at the photos posted on the Internet. From the photos, she could clearly see that there were no signs of fighting in Lance's house, and the doors and windows were intact...

But...

Why did the death of such an unimportant person like Lance attract so much attention from the media?

Cassandra's thin lips tightened into a straight line, and her eyes were fixed on the screen of the mobile phone. Lance was indeed hateful, but he didn't deserve to die. Perhaps it was because she had died once that she knew more about the preciousness of life.